Poetic notes and journeys

 My dear your AI tools and software have me, confused I really can't figure out who

is looking at my post, and if someone maybe playing with our exchange.

I feel very sad and at times sick, that we can't even exchange a brotherly greeting to each other. 

That's been going on for long time, especially when one person really loves the other person, I know certain elements in the hall, have a bias towards me...but I will see this Jehovah is my witness and in do times all things come to the light, and they shall get their own justice.

You well know my intentions, my struggle with my mother, my faith, my writings, I have given to you all in good faith. I'm very sad but keep a happy face, inside it's weighting down, tearing me apart.

I wish to reach out to you and so many walls, when I want to speak...something keeps me afar. I have noticed that you have been trying the same. My dear and my love, If I ask for your number, so we can break the ice, and at least exchange on brotherly level would that be asking to much ? I need you to tell me face to face your true feelings, and express freely.

Never will I ignore you, but the crowd eyes pierce the air like they own the events in their hands, let's give them a little of their own, let's be bold and courageous...with the help of Almighty let's move forward. 

And yes my lovely you looked very nice tonight...but I couldn't say it to you as I would love to.

only in poetic notes, I wish to express that in real and live. Please copy and paste, I don't want prying eyes minding others affairs and busy bodies. 

Also my dear if you feel me, like me, love me...go for it ! 

I know as of this morning 12:53 almost 1am you are chatting with me, at a spiritual level, can we get the job done and finish our mission to Jehovah Almighty and Divine ? No time for play I'm serious with my love, we can pray together if we put our minds at work. Because I can feel you, in more ways then one or two ; |} believe sweetheart

Thank you sweet heart 

 

We need to try hard

 

 

I wrote this for you think you be absent at the meetings

  

The temple is missing a column,

a lamp stand,

the most colorful smile, 

a certain energy that permeate

like a fixed frequency,

A vibrational Drive that bounce back and forth,

across my place of worship,

Where I summons the Holiest-of Holiest,

Jehovah where is she, let me go and look for her, 

I can't miss the her fine tuning.